(Title stolen from @einsteinshund
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Now. The Ropetackle Arts Centre in Shoreham is a tiny little venue, seats 200, run largely by volunteers from the community, but boy does it punch above its weight. And it’s close enough for us to be regulars.
Two days ago a mailing-list email turns up: Graham Parker in September. What?? An acoustic set celebrating the 50th anniversary of Howlin’ Wind and Heat Treatment – in a two hundred seater??. Tickets on sale from 10 AM the next day. Let me tell you, I was logged onto the website booking page twenty minutes early. And I have my tickets.*
Confession #1: I wasn’t really interested in Graham Parker at the time. He was a bit of an anachronism – I mean, The Clash, Magazine, Elvis Costello, Deaf School and… Graham Parker? I discovered (and learned to love) him in later years.
Confession #2: the last gig I went to was The Fun Lovin’ Criminals** - go figure how long ago that must have been. We do a shit ton of comedy gigs these days - but music … Well, you get too old for what’s current - know what I mean?** Plus the only sizeable venue we were near closed down, so it would have been a significant effort to go see someone who didn’t really enthuse you. And there was work, family, all that stuff, y’know?
Confession #3: I really struggle with the idea of seeing someone play old hits many decades after their heyday. But Parker seems to be different. He was in his pomp in the late ‘70s; then he stopped being famous, but he didn’t stop being good. So I’m OK with this one.
Roll on September!
j
* - Actually, The Ropetackle is so sweet that they don’t actually have tickets, they have a guest list on the door. Love that place.
** - After writing that I realized it isn’t true. I saw my pal David (who has a UK Number 1 hit single to his name) a couple of years ago.
*** - That said there has been a fine crop of good new bands turning up in the last couple of years. I would dearly love to see The Last Dinner Party, for example.